You have loved Luna for more millennials than you can count. One day you decide to propose but she asked for more time so you obliged.

After a century you asked once more if she would marry you.

Once again… she asked for more time…

It happened for as long as you remember asking every century would always be the same...

You stand in front of her once again kneeling and asked for her hand in marriage

“I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, give me some time…”